Christina Randall Book Novels & Stories

she said and both laughed. Jim left for the apartment while she asked Easton for a book to read so that she could pass her time in a boring hospital. She was reading her favorite book “Do with me what you will” when the door knocked. She looked up at Mr. and Mrs. Fanaggaen. Christina looked so worried; she had Easton’s expressions when he got tense. “Oh thank God honey you are fine” she said and hugged her. Lorenzo walked towards her and gave her some flowers.

A slim, fair man of medium height with gentle brown eyes. “It doesn’t matter to me... That sort of thing isn’t really important,” Randall had soothed when she sobbed out her shame and despair after that dreadful afternoon when she had almost ended up sharing Christophe’s bed. “Of course, I forgive you, my dear.” Randall and his family had moved next door when she was ten and he was fourteen. He had been the odd one out in his large, extrovert family. Quiet and unambitious, his greatest interest was… wildlife photography.

Randy warned. Randy was fucking Sandra , his secretary, yes, she was his sex toy but she was smart, a graduate and knows what she was doing, she saved him most times. Through her works, they got many contracts. She was his backbone, and an object of pleasure whenever he needs some sweet pussy, untill she attempted to steel from him.

“Where are you headed?” “Brad and Trak made a run into town for supplies, but they left plenty of stuff for lunch and told us to take what we wanted.” Christa glanced at Steph and laughed. “We’ve both got books we’ve been wanting to read, so we’re going to veg out at my cabin with food, a bottle of wine”—she laughed when Steph held up the bottle—“and the books. They’re your sexy romances by the way. I’m reading Hot Alphas. Steph’s got one called Alpha’s Woman. Notice a theme, here? It’s all about the alpha male. We’re thinking of them as educational reading at this point.” She laughed and jabbed Steph with her elbow. “And wondering, of course, which guys here are the true alphas.” She laughe

He had gotten far, however, he realized that really cannot get away from him. “Show yourself. I know you are here. You have erased my most intricate sigils without me knowing about it.” he shouted. “perhaps you really have surpassed me more than I wanted to accept it.” “Well I did try to penetrate your defenses earlier, however, out of respect I let you sleep, I don’t want to disturb you. I myself needed the sleep too, so I stopped and decided to just wait for you down here, there is no Rush.” Randell spoke as he materializes coming out of the body of a tree just a few feet away from Jon. “Do you really think you can stop me, from taking the book? I was surprised that you have gotten this fa

The struggling single mum lived in a slump area of town and was fortunately at home when they came visiting one fateful day. There was a knock on the door that very day and a little boy opened the door to see who was knocking. Immediate Belinda saw the little boy, her heart dropped and for some strange reason, her spirit connected with him and she honestly didn’t know why. “Hello little man” she warmly greeted and before she could utter another word to the little boy, Rita walked out from the house and almost dropped dead when she saw Ace standing right in front of her. She was highly flabbergasted and confused at the same time.

But instead, they are here swarming onto him like bees. Randall was someone who likes peace and tranquility, he prefer to be buried in his office and do paper worked than to go out to crowded and noisy places. Many people mistake him for being cold, heartless, and cruel because of his temperament and bearings, but he likes it that way.

She is lying on the Hammock outside the presidential suite, Lauren walks to her and drags the book she is reading. "Hey stop it." Mandy tries to get it, but she can't. "Relax, I just want to see what you are reading." Lauren's voice is all nice and soft, no longer that cold voice. "Tangled life. Hm." He pronounced the name of the book. "Interesting, so what is it about?" Lauren asked, Mandy tapped the space beside her, Lauren stared at her, this girl was playing with fire, she didn't seem to learn, his level of self-control was on very tiny ground when his body came in contact with hers.

“They don’t like it when I say I’ve already been there.” “Hard to go somewhere you don’t believe in.” He mused. “True statement.” She agreed. “I pulled a few books for you. Don’t feel like you have to all of them. Or even any of them.” “I appreciate this. I’m not sure what to think about all of this.” “The woman? The feelings you have? Or the gifts she has?” Giving her a wry smile, he asked, “Do I have to pick just one?” “Absolutely not.” Ciara shuffled the books and pulled one out, handing it over. “This one is about ghosts. I also pulled a few about white covens.”

“You know… it’s strange. I’ve been watching you, just a little. Trying to figure out… what makes you tick.” Randy swallowed, unease twisting in his stomach. He wanted to respond, to put a boundary, but her presence had that subtle magnetic pull he couldn’t ignore. She didn’t need to force herself, her words, her gaze, were enough to unravel him. “Randy,” Brian’s voice was low and sharp, “don’t. Just… don’t let her mess with your head.”